“Learn from seeds to rise, no matter how much dirt is thrown at you.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
No one flower can ever symbolize this nation. America is a bouquet… — William Safire Copy Share Image
Feels like spring time outside what's going on. Mother Nature you confuse me. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The language of gardening fuels the senses: talk with your hands, observe with your ears and listen with your eyes. — Costa Georgiadis Copy Share Image
“No matter how long you behest, to the fruit draped tree. It will do you no best, until a shingle you free.” — Shahzad Ashraf Copy Share Image
For April sobs while these are so glad April weeps while these are so gay,- Weeps like a tired child who had,… — Helen Hunt Jackson Copy Share Image
“A blue flower grew from a chink in a wall of ice, and filled the air with sweetness” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“If spring is birth, summer is life, and winter is death, then the fall is dying.” — Aric Davis Copy Share Image
Goodness often blossoms like roses on very rickety trellis-work, and beauty can grow out of nonsense. — Hubert Butler Copy Share Image
“In the garden of God, you will find it filled with flowers (we are those flowers) that open at eventide when the… — John M Sheehan Copy Share Image
“Nevermore Tree was gargantuan, a word which here means 'having attained an inordinate amount of botanical volume.” — Lemony Snicket Copy Share Image
I like to think how easily Nature will absorb London as she absorbed the mastodon, setting her spiders to spin the winding-sheet… — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
There are few gardens that can be left alone. A few years of neglect and only the skeleton of a garden can… — Russell Page Copy Share Image
"The flowers have appeared in our land: the time of pruning is come: the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our… — Alphonsus Liguori Copy Share Image
“Zach's eyes flash with light, caught by the peculiar greenness of early summer grass and the strobe effect of sun through wrought-iron… — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
Where'er you walk cool gales shall fan the glade, Trees where you sit shall crowd into a shade. Where'er you tread the… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
“She was carrying these revolting, disturbing yellow flowers. God knows what they're called, but for some reason they're the first to appear… — Mikhail Bulgakov Copy Share Image
“Dear god today I saw the neighbor shovel snow into the sea big shovels of snow that just melted away water turned… — Nils-Øivind Haagensen Copy Share Image
The sincere love of books has nothing to do with cleverness or stupidity any more than any other sincere love. It is… — Gilbert K. Chesterton Copy Share Image
While mantling on the maiden's cheek Young roses kindled into thought. — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
